There's Only You ✔

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

What if someone roofied my drink?

What if Olive abandons me?

What if the twinge in my stomach aches to the point where I feel I find myself hunched over the toilet all night?

All of the overthinking wasn't the least bit helpful. It was too late to back out now. Olive was so happy when I told her I'd go. There was no way I would be the reason she was upset.

You need to learn to live, I chanted in my head like a mantra until it was permanently etched into my brain.

The hot water and the fresh smell of the coconut-scented shampoo kept me rooted inside the shower because I knew, once I stepped out, I would be forced to venture into a high school party filled with drunk, perverted guys or couples grinding against each other.

Ariana Grande's voice comforted me by blocking out the tiniest noises. Otherwise, I'd get sent into full panic mode thinking that a serial killer broke into the house and was looking for their next victim. One of the many benefits of being home alone all the time, I sarcastically thought to myself. I sang along to God Is A Woman as I finished rinsing out the conditioner.

Sean wasn't going to the party tonight and Olive wanted to spend time with him before she left. That left me by myself to pick out my own clothes. Since parties were never my thing, it was a challenge to decide what to wear because I didn't have a clue what was party appropriate.

There was no way I was about to waste time standing in front of my closet so I settled for a tight red crop, white high-waisted jeans and a pair of Vans. I threw the articles of clothing on my bed and went back into the bathroom to blow dry my hair.

My makeup bag was in the corner of the counter, but I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My blonde hair was tied up without a hair out of place, my naturally curly lashes framing my blueish-gray eyes. I thought back to all the times Zach told me how beautiful I looked without makeup.

Fuck it.

Who needs makeup?

That and I was too lazy.

I took in my appearance and wondered if Kayden was going to be there. He was Zach's best friend and if he was going, I could only imagine Kayden would show up. I lowkey hoped I would get to spend more time with him.

My phone pinged on my bedside table and saw a message from Olive saying she was here.

I quickly grabbed my purse, my leather jacket and stop by the kitchen to grab ice water. I wanted to bring something else to drink so I wasn't resorted to drinking alcohol.

Swinging the front door open, I found her leaning against her car with her arms crossed with a level of confidence I envied.

She was in a skimpier outfit than mine; a short, black dress that was tight against her curves, her hair was let down in wild curls and she was in red high heels - knowing red was psychologically the most attractive color.

She applied her usual smokey eye paired with her eyelashes framing her dark green eyes. There was a pink shade of blush in her cheeks and her lips were painted with bright red lipstick to match her heels.

"Damn, girl. You look hot as hell."

The dimples on her cheeks were prominent as she jokingly stood in different poses and her laugh echoed throughout the neighborhood. "You don't look so bad yourself, girly."

She lifted our hands together for me to spin under and climbed into the driver's seat.

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The house itself wasn't too big, but it had a massive pool in the backyard with a hot tub alongside it. That was enough to entertain the whole school at a party.